[SLUT MONEY]
"Hey, I saw your post! You need money, come and join our group!" says a private message to you.
You regret you announce on Facebook that you are already unemployed and that you need money to pay the regular collection for your car.
He is a friend that you met in one of your classes when you were in college. You two were never really close. A month ago, after years of not communicating, he messaged and invited you for a business proposal. He showed you a link of his alleged busines. You found out that he was a paid male escort. You did not reply to him.
You know what escort work entails. You abhor at the idea of getting naked and appeasing gay clients for money. They may even ask for sexual favors. This will not be cool especially that you just had a new girlfriend.
You receive a new message. It is one of your friends you owe money from. He threatens to sue you if you do not pay him immediately.
You sigh and visit the escort site again. It shows a collage of men in different states of undress. Then you find him in the pictures. You click it and find his page.
His photos are labelled as Jaypee. But you know that that is not his real name. He is wearing blue briefs in all the pictures.
His first picture is of him in a hotel room leaning against the table, looking seductively at the camera. You notice that his body has become more muscly than you last saw him.
The next picture is of him holding a camera in front of a mirror while he pulls down the garter at the side, exposing a part of his pubes.
"Slutty," you think.
And then you see the last photo. It is still him taking a mirror selfie. This time there is someone hidden behind him, with a hand slid inside the front of his briefs. You almost puke.
Then you see the list of rates. Your eyes widen when you find that the lowest rate is already enough for you to pay your debt to your friend.
Fast forward to two days after, you find yourself inside a motel room. You finish your shower, wrap a towel around your waist. You feel nervous.
Your college friend joins you in the bathroom. He is already naked. His cock is hard.
"Why are you here? And why are you hard?" you ask him.
"Dude. My crush from college is going to do his escort practice sex with me, just thinking of it makes my motor running!" he admits.
You point to him, "hey. I'm not gay like you dude. I'm just doing this for the money."
"Hey do it for the sex too. It'll be fun."
You flinch as he removes your towel. He holds your cock. "I'm going to be your first client. I'm going to make this worth it."
He kneels and takes in your dick in his mouth.
"Oh my gahd," you mumble as 'Jaypee' sucks your manhood. He is good. Maybe that is why his clients like him.
When he contacted you, he volunteered to be your first client so that you can practice with someone you know. He promises to pay you the highest tier.
He puts his finger in your hole as he sucks you. Then he puts two. You shudder.
You do not want to admit that it is starting to feel good.
He then moves away and stands up.
"What the fuck?!" you roar.
"You like my fingers in your butt?" he teases
"No." You are red.
He lounges at you then turns you around. He thrusts his dick to your hole.
"Gaaahd nooo. No noooo! Ohhh ahhh... Ohhh shiiit. Yes. Fuck. Fuck meeee. Make me a slut ahhh..."
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